Fan's Blade

Fan's Blade

          Oodles of groupies

gnosh at the Nashville 

     Rhino signing.

Razor 

of Love Cuts

     "Cross your legs 

          when sitting

because you're open 

               to neutrinos, 

to Cosmic Rain, 

          to the Big Bang."

Away 

the Ephemeral

"If I had a camp,

          I would

grow bamboo 

among the pines,

     adrift, just to watch 

          them fight."

What Remains 

Caresses

The floor fan blows 

          on a face down

book whose dust cover 

                    breathes.

Suds 

Then Blade

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